In the cold night, Cao Miao lit a bonfire by the lake, hung the pot, and boiled wine.

After Cao Su arranged the defense, he came over, poured himself a glass of wine, and held it in the palm of his hand. "Yunliang, I want to ......"

"No, you don't want to." Cao Miao interrupted Cao Su. He knew what Cao Su wanted to say. He originally wanted to take Cao Su to Jiangdong as well, but now he has changed his mind. Cao Su is arrogant, and he is not a qualified candidate to be a spy. Taking him with you will only increase the danger of exposure.

Cao Su smacked his lips and took an embarrassed sip of wine. "That, I know, I'm not like your subordinates, I can't hide it. But ......"

Cao Miao looked at Cao Su and snorted. "You know what you do? In front of the female spies of Dongwu, call me directly, are you afraid that she will not know your identity? The son of the great Sima Cao Xiu sneaked into Jiangdong, how long can he hide it? Once your identity is revealed, you don't know how many people will find a way to catch you. I can't afford to take this responsibility, so you better go back. ”

Cao Su's face flushed. He hates it most when people treat him as a child and make him obedient. The thought of having to bow down in front of his father and brother and be taught a lesson at every turn when he went back made him feel that the future was dark, and he wanted to raise his fist and smash everything in front of him.

If he didn't know that Cao Miao's boxing skills were exquisite, and he would be abused if he did it, he would have wanted to punch Cao Miao a few times to get angry.

"I change it, can't I change it?" In the face of the strong "fist", Cao Su chose to follow his heart.

"How do you change it?"

"I listen to you. I will do whatever you say. ”

Cao Miao laughed twice, his eyes disdainful. He stretched out his feet. "Help me take my boots off."

Cao Su was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he squeezed out a smile. "Okay, I'll help you take off your boots, and you take me to Jiangdong." endured the unhappiness, moved to Cao Miao, picked up Cao Miao's feet, and took off his boots.

Cao Miao walked for a day, sweating a lot, the taste was very sour, and Cao Miao's tears were about to fall.

"And socks." Cao Miao cocked her toes.

Cao Su looked at the socks that were mostly wet and hesitated. Cao Miao called Ah Hu, and without speaking, Ah Hu understood, knelt in front of Cao Miao on one leg, took off his socks, and changed to the other foot. "My lord, let's wash it with hot water later."

"When I'm out of the house, I'm not so particular, I'll go to the lake to wash." Cao Miao glanced at Cao Su, stood up, and walked towards the lake with the clogs handed over by Ah Hu. Ah Hu hurriedly followed, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, vigilantly watching the surroundings.

Cao Su looked at Cao Miao, then at the boots and socks in front of him, and sighed.

He had to admit that he couldn't change it. No matter how hard he tries, he can't be like Ah Hu. He has been clothed and eaten since he was a child, his clothes come to stretch out his hands, and his food comes to open his mouth, and he will only be waited for, not others.

You can't hide your identity, and naturally you can't sneak into Jiangdong, otherwise it's a dead end.

He can't afford to lose this face. He can't afford to take this risk.

Cao Su was very frustrated, and for the first time in his life, he felt very useless. This operation started because of the defeat of his father Cao Xiu, but Cao Miao could only take the risk, and he couldn't help if he wanted to.

Cao Su sat by the campfire sulking and angry with himself.

After a while, Cao Miao came back, and seeing that Cao Su hadn't left yet, he thought that he was not giving up, and was about to persuade him a few more words, but suddenly found that Cao Su had tears on his face and his eyes were a little red. He was taken by surprise. Macho men crying, it's rare. It's a pity that I don't have a mobile phone, otherwise I should really take a picture and post it to a circle of friends.

"It's ......" Cao Miao wanted to laugh but didn't. At this time, it is a bit unkind to stimulate Cao Su, and it is not safe.

"I'm useless." Cao Su wiped the corners of his eyes embarrassedly.

"Hehe, if you can realize this, you can be regarded as a lot of progress. Children can be taught. ”

Cao Su glanced at Cao Miao, smacked his lips, and stopped talking.

"Actually, you're not good-for-nothing." Cao Miao smiled: "It's just that your strengths are not in the line." Charge into battle, you must be stronger than me. ”

Cao Su grinned, as if he wanted to laugh, and then sighed again. "I'm just a fighting general, commanding 10,000 people to fight is the limit, and I can't become a heavy general like my Aweng."

Cao Xiu is a fart heavyweight, that is, a reckless idiot. Cao Miao muttered in her heart, but her face didn't show half a point. He was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "Desi, the soldiers are fine, not many. How many generals can be as good as Han Xin? The vast majority of people are capable of commanding thousands or tens of thousands of people, and they will only ask for trouble. ”

Cao Su slowly raised his head, looked at Cao Miao, and stopped talking.

Cao Miao picked up a branch, set a bonfire, poured another glass of wine, and handed it to Cao Su. "Take Hefei as an example, Sun Quan commanded an army of 100,000, but lost to Zhang Wenyuan, who only had 800 men, and was so defeated that he almost lost his life. Is it good to have a lot of people? Not necessarily. ”

Cao Su was thoughtful. "Yunliang, do you mean that I should learn from the Marquis of Jin Yang and form an elite personal guard cavalry?"

Cao Miao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't wait to pour all the wine in the cup on Cao Su's head. Your brain circuits are so direct that they won't even turn a corner?

"Can you afford to raise eight hundred cavalry?"

Cao Su blinked his eyes and said honestly: "I can't afford it." Even if you can afford it, you don't dare. ”

"You know each other." Cao Miao laughed and laughed. Cavalry is a heavy asset class, unless there is a stable and cheap source of war horses, the great Sima Cao Xiu can't afford to raise 800 fine cavalry, of course, the imperial court system does not allow it.

The reason why Zhang Liao was able to perform miraculous feats was because he had a cavalry dominated by the Hanhu knights of Bingzhou. As those cavalry grew old and the number of war horses decreased sharply, this Bingzhou cavalry, which had made miraculous achievements, had gradually declined and was no longer as brave as it used to be.

Xiaoyaojin is their last glory.

"Look at this terrain, is it suitable for cavalry charges?" Cao Miao pointed to the surrounding mountains.

"Not suitable."

"And what kind of troops are suitable for this kind of terrain?"

"Foot soldier." Cao Su pondered for a moment, and then said, "Crossbowman, sword and shield hand." ”

"If you have an elite infantry of 800 people, all of whom have half of your ability, when you get to Jiangdong, is it more powerful than 800 cavalry?"

Cao Su gradually reacted, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. He was overjoyed and slapped his thigh hard. "Yes, Yunliang, why didn't I think of that?"

"The brain is a good thing, you have to carry it with you." Cao Miao smiled: "If you really want to go to Jiangdong, it's not impossible. ”

"You say. I listen to you. ”

"You don't have to follow me, you choose a few good skills yourself, sneak to Jiangdong as a ranger, recruit people, and show up next to Sun Quan from time to time, and let out the news that you want to assassinate him. I think Sun Quan will not sleep well. When you are familiar with the terrain and train a team of several hundred people, you will be the first to be the striker of the future Sima Van Wu. ”